The air was getting warmer, and Gu Qingli's consciousness gradually sharpened. She heard sobbing.
Who was crying? she wondered. Could it be Xiao Yunjing?
"Young Master, Miss's pulse is getting stronger!" Wuyou couldn't contain her joy.
Xiao Yunjing remained focused, continuously transferring his internal energy to Gu Qingli. He was determined to wake her.
Two hours later, Gu Qingli slowly opened her eyes.
"Yunjing," she called out weakly.
"Li'er."
"Miss..."
A few exclamations of joy rang out.
Xiao Yunjing gently turned her to face him.
It's wonderful. I managed to wake her up, he thought, immensely relieved.
Looking at Gu Qingli, now with her eyes open, tears streamed down Xiao Yunjing's face as he gently kissed her forehead.
"Li'er," he murmured her name softly.
Wuqing and his companions couldn't help but shed tears as well.
